THOSE WERE THE DAYS
May 15, 2017
By Olivene Godfrey
I've written previously about how hard my late husband, Ralph, worked in our yard when we moved here to achieve his dream on how he thought it should look. This week Barry said he believed that Ralph's dream had finally come true. Our yard is beautiful.
It's true that just a whiff of memory can send your thoughts back to another time and place. Since Ralph and I had been married 12 years before Barry was born, there's a whole chunk of living we did in those 12 years.
After we married in 1947, we lived in a series of apartments. Then, one day we had an opportunity to buy some land in a rural area. A small gristmill was located on the property. We hired a building contractor to convert the mill into a small house which eventually became known as our "doll house".
I had studied decorating magazines since I married and I told the contractor what I wanted. As a result the house consisted of a small red and white kitchen. A window separated the kitchen and small dining area. The largest room was the living room which had beautiful hardwood floors and a picture window which had chartreuse draperies. The sofa was covered in a dark green leather. There was also a yellow leather chair and a small red leather chair. A large red chenille throw rug was placed in front of the sofa. A bedroom with corner windows and a small bathroom completed the interior. A large back porch was added a few years later.
Following World War II the government offered a training program for veterans. Ralph being a veteran enrolled in a program to learn to repair televisions and did that for many years. We bought our first TV in that little house. In those days the picture would sometimes "roll" and be "snowy", but we saw some really good programs in those days. We also had our first automatic washing machine installed in that little house. I have so many memories of those days.
Later, we made new memories in Florida and best of all, our only child, Barry, was born, changing our lives forever. Ah, those were the days....
See you next time. Comments welcome. (Edited and typed by Tam.)
By Olivene Godfrey
I've written previously about how hard my late husband, Ralph, worked in our yard when we moved here to achieve his dream on how he thought it should look. This week Barry said he believed that Ralph's dream had finally come true. Our yard is beautiful.
It's true that just a whiff of memory can send your thoughts back to another time and place. Since Ralph and I had been married 12 years before Barry was born, there's a whole chunk of living we did in those 12 years.
After we married in 1947, we lived in a series of apartments. Then, one day we had an opportunity to buy some land in a rural area. A small gristmill was located on the property. We hired a building contractor to convert the mill into a small house which eventually became known as our "doll house".
I had studied decorating magazines since I married and I told the contractor what I wanted. As a result the house consisted of a small red and white kitchen. A window separated the kitchen and small dining area. The largest room was the living room which had beautiful hardwood floors and a picture window which had chartreuse draperies. The sofa was covered in a dark green leather. There was also a yellow leather chair and a small red leather chair. A large red chenille throw rug was placed in front of the sofa. A bedroom with corner windows and a small bathroom completed the interior. A large back porch was added a few years later.
Following World War II the government offered a training program for veterans. Ralph being a veteran enrolled in a program to learn to repair televisions and did that for many years. We bought our first TV in that little house. In those days the picture would sometimes "roll" and be "snowy", but we saw some really good programs in those days. We also had our first automatic washing machine installed in that little house. I have so many memories of those days.
Later, we made new memories in Florida and best of all, our only child, Barry, was born, changing our lives forever. Ah, those were the days....
See you next time. Comments welcome. (Edited and typed by Tam.)
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